A. Ram Raju, a dedicate officer in the British force with a goal. He is powerful and loyal to his duty and the promise he has made in past but it all changes when she enters his life.
Siya, a deadly warrior who has only one aim, never leave Bheem al...
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The next day Ram attends a promotion ceremony with a hope of getting promoted, with the kind of dedication and loyalty he has put in his duty, forgetting that it was his own people he was going against, sealing his emotions away and following the orders without question, he thought he deserved it.
But as they say, bigger the hope bigger the disappointment and same happens here the ceremony is dismissed without him getting promoted.
As officers walk away for their work, Ram stands still in his position, his fingers digging in his own hand, physically restrainig himself from doing something that he wouldn't want to right now.
He walks away too, to a private gym he has, it's a just a room with a punching bag and some other equipments. He locks himself inside the room and unlocks the fire.
He feels his blood boiling as the fire burns within him, ready to burn everything right here, right now but it won't get him anywhere.
He repeatedly hits the small speed bag, his jaw clenched, he lands the last hit before backing up and let out a inhuman growlish sound.
Sitting down he wraps his hand in a cloth, his chest heaving up and down with the amount of rage he felt. He remembers all the times he was ordered to kill someone, beat someone or do something like the event that occurred yesterday, it may have looked easy, jumping in a mob and dragging one specific person but it wasn't, physically and even harder emotionally.
He gets up and starts punching the bag hanging from the ceiling, his mind remembers the usual disgust with which people look at him, 15 years, 15 years of hardwork and his is what he gets!? suddenly the fire inside blasts even bigger.
He screams and a particularly hard hit tears the bag, he pants as he looks at the now destroyed bag and leaves the room after getting dressed again.
He closes his eyes once he steps in open, a powerful yet gentle breeze rushes past him and he sighs. The fire which was about to devour the very being it resides in seems to bow down infront of it and comes back in Ram's control.
6 Months Later...
The advisor to nizam sits down infront of Edward while the translator stood beside Edward.
"What happened?"
"Sir six months back your general visited a tribe and took a girl with them, she is actually a kid from the gond tribe"
"So what? They have horn over their head?"
"Oh no no, they are really naive and good hearted people, prefer leaving like a flock of sheeps and panic if they loose even one of them"
"So..."
"Like there is shepard who takes care of the flock they also have a protector, if the kid didn't get back to them, I fear the shepard may turn into a hunter"
